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Just as she lays her head down on the pillow, the cell on the nightstand buzzes, causing her eyes to shoot open. A small whine escapes her lips as she lifts her head, reaching over to grab her cell. Peeking one eye open, Y/n gives a small sleepy smile to who's calling, immediately answering the call. "Hello?" She whispers, laying her head back down onto the pillow.
"Hi my love, were you sleeping?" Elizabeth asks, earning a soft sigh from her wife.
"I was about too. But you called so I had to pick up, I missed you."
"I know baby, I miss you too, I-" Y/n gives a sigh when she hears someone call for Liz. "I'm sorry baby-"
"I know. Bye." Y/n hangs up, then shuts her phone off, not wanting to be bothered. She knows it's rude to simply hang up, but they hardly have time to even talk. And it's really pissing her off. Y/n doesn't mean to nag or even be mean, but she just wants a few hours or even a few good minutes to talk to her wife. Without being interrupted. Because it always happens, they barely start talking and then Liz has to go early. And it's hard.
Y/n closes her eyes, and lets out a breath, knowing it'll be better to figure everything out tomorrow.
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However, tomorrow isn't quite better.
Y/n wakes up sick to her stomach, which will be the first of many days and probably nights of sickness. But, everything will be worth it in the end.
However, Liz may not be there because Y/n might end up killing her. Y/n honestly thought Elizabeth would've called back or from the time she went to bed to this morning checking on her, so, she was quite surprised when there was no calls or even texts from her wife. And it hurt. Not even the cute 'good morning' texts she use to get. She just wants time with her wife, is that really too much to ask?
Getting dressed, Y/n was glad she flew out a week ago, otherwise all this would be over the phone and she's already anxious enough when talking on the phone. She doesn't need to be stressing out anymore.
It's not hard getting to the studio where they're filming, and Y/n's lucky the guard knows who she is, otherwise she might not have gotten through. And luckily, she finds the warehouse they're filming in pretty easily.
Walking inside the large warehouse, Y/n immediately spotted her wife standing next to Scarlett, Jeremy and Chris talking and laughing. And that slightly pissed her off because they look like they've been talking for a while. Why hasn't Liz called yet?
God, Y/n already hates this feeling. But fuck, she misses her wife and they barely talk.
"Babe?" Looking up, Y/n watches as Liz smiles, immediately walking over and pulling her into a hug. "What are you doing here? I didn't know-"
"Yea, because before we can even talk about me being out here, you're getting pulled away. I miss my wife, Liz. Do you remember that I'm pregnant? That I need you here now more than ever? Do you even know what tomorrow is?"
The actress gives a confused look, before realization comes across her face. "Our anniversary. Baby-"
"No, I'll give you the benefit of a doubt, because that's tomorrow, but you probably wouldn't have remembered because you keep getting pulled away. I'm tired of not being able to talk to my wife, Lizzie. I miss you." The actress pulls her wife in for a tight hug, whispering that she's sorry over and over, with Y/n replying with her own apology as well. "I sound like a total petty bitch, I know." The two women share a giggle, then kiss softly.
"Stay, and then I'll leave early so we can have dinner, okay?" Y/n gives a small smile, giving her wife another kiss before Y/n's lead away, to watch the scene that's about to happen.
Didn't want reader to be too petty so no break up sorry....
